Prompt 1:
 t happens in a flash. One second you're wandering the Town, living your casual, day-to-day life, and the next? You're suddenly face to face with a sweet fairy godmother. She's beautiful, and kind, and warm-hearted, tutting at you gently and encouraging you to just "answer a few questions for me, dearie".
If you don't, she'll just keep following you around, so maybe you should just get it over with...?
The questions she asks, are, well... a little personal. Have you ever killed someone? Have you ever had sex? Have you ever been jealous of someone else? Have you ever stolen? Have you ever been unkind?
The questions go on and on in that vein, growing increasingly unfair, until there's one you just can't answer -- and then she sighs, shaking her head, and declares you "not pure of heart at all". And then she'll cast a curse on you, before disappearing in a poof of nothingness.
The curse can do any of the following things:
1. Force you to only speak the truth, no matter how you try.
2. Make your powers run amuck, no matter how competent you are with them otherwise.
3. Just generally remove your inhibitions, so that you'll do things you'd normally be convinced are a bad idea.
Of course, if you're totally pure of heart and can answer everything yes a la Disney princesses, you won't get cursed at all. She'll pat you on the head before disappearing, you lucky duck, you.
Prompt 2:
t comes upon you like an absolutely ridiculous urge, one that's surely the Town's doing -- one moment you're walking, the next, the moment you see someone else, you feel the urge to intensely, fiercely engage in an insults battle.
This can take the form of flowery Shakespearean insults, or a rap battle, or who knows what else -- all your character knows is that they desperately have to win this battle of insults with this total stranger. Get to it!
Prompt 3:
 he quest sits proudly and clearly on the quest post on the forum. It seems simple, too:
Quest 87
Beautify the Kraken
Requirements: Any two colors.
Surely you can manage that much! So off to the harbor you go to find a kraken. That's actually the easy part; the kraken will emerge to anyone wading into the woods.
The much harder part is...beautifying it. Good luck trying to put some lipstick on it as it tries to drag you down into the depths! How much eyeshadow would a kraken even need? Do you even have any make-up on you from this desolated Town?
Prompt 4:
here's something weird about the Town today. It's foggy, and dark, and gloomy, which is a far cry from the typical summer warmth... and oddly silent too, as if the fog is muffling all sound. It gets quieter the closer you get to the well, too... and it feels like something is watching you.
Which is because, quiet simply, something is. It's a small, white porcelain doll, without a face. It just appears wherever you walk, staring you down as you go. It won't move while you're watching it, but as soon as you turn around...
It's suddenly right there next to you.
It doesn't actually want to hurt you. It's just there, following you, constantly... how obnoxious, this isn't a horror film!
Extra:
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some schmuck | final fantasy xv
At first, he doesn't feel any different. Then an urge starts to gradually come on, and the desire to nap is overpowering.
He hasn't napped in years. Decades. Centuries. He shouldn't need to nap. No, he will not nap.
One hour later, he sits on someone's raggedy couch with entwined hands on a stiff lap, resisting the siren call of sleep (preposterous—he's neither tired nor capable of such a thing). It feels right. Yet it's wrong, he knows, to intrude on another's property in this fashion. It may not feel wrong right now, but he can list all the reasons as to why it should.
That alone is reason enough to pick himself up for departure. Then the door opens, heralding the entrance of the one who most likely does live here. Their gazes meet as he makes for the exit.]
Forgive me. I'll see myself out.
[And please lock the door next time. He just walked right in, no powers.]
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In his mind, he's jumping backwards in surprise at seeing someone he doesn't recognize in his house. Ah, wait, is this actually a friend of Keigo Asano's? It seems like the cold expression that is Shen Qingqiu's face may have given the person the wrong impression. Either way, if he's a friend of his roommate, isn't it more than a dick move to shove him out? No thank you! Adding villain points is nothing he wants to do, okay?! ]
It is all right. Please sit back down.
[ He holds his hands out to ensure the person that it's fine. Though... really... why are you waiting here without him here? Do you have any sense? Huh? I guess you have some sense but not a lot? That's fine. I guess... ]
Would you like some tea?
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Even knowing that that means lying down somewhere and closing his eyes without actually sleeping, his heart still craves it. He can do it right here and now, and it would be fine. He's even been given permission to sit back down.
Utter nonsense, his mind snaps. So this is the power of a curse. Accursed fairy.
The stranger extends his hospitality. He can't say that he's done anything to earn it. ]
I stand here before you as one of the accursed. If you permit me to sit, there's no telling what I may do.
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My dude, my good sir... the fuck are you talking about? Shen Qingqiu has a lot of grievances building up in his heart. I just got the fuck home and you're here. I'm trying to give you some fucking tea, and what's your response? How about you get the fuck out of here, then! However, despite his irritation, he supposes that he really doesn't know the other person's story.
.... He's just being irritated without knowing what is going on, and that's not very wise. Right. Let's get some information, then. ]
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What do you fucking mean that you don't know what the fuck you might do if you sit down!? You were sitting down when I got in here!! He decides to throw that last mental barb before he draws himself up. Elegance radiates off of him as he walks forward, slow and careful. ]
Then, are you wishing for me to forgive you for your trespass? [ Let's fucking do this, I guess. ]
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He did ask for it, he supposes. But his first words to this man were meant to voice his apology more than anything else. He knows what he did—whether or not he was in his right mind—and it should not be taken lightly, no matter how much a part of him would like to believe right now.
He is not, however, cowed by Shen Qingqiu's elegant approach. Such a mortal bearing has no impact on him. ]
My wish is for you to continue as you were. This body of mine requires no sustenance. Your tea would be better spent elsewhere.
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I see.
[ WHAT?! ]
I suppose that makes such an offer useless then.
[ WHAAAAAAAT?! ]
Do you fear that perhaps you may melt away?
[ I'm so tired. ]
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I fear no such thing. I must remind you that I'm under the influence of a curse. That is why I'm here, and why I must leave before I act against my better judgment.
[ Please. Just let him go, and stop asking strange questions. ]
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A curse?
[ Ah, that. ]
Let's just go somewhere else, then. You being on your own... that doesn't sound like a good idea to this one. [ Leaving you on your own seems like a bad idea. ]
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Where would you have us go?
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Let's have us go to the docks. The water is rather calming to look at, even if I cannot say it's wise to jump in.
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Very well.
[ He's not one for idle chatter, not these days. If Shen Qingqiu allows it, the brief journey to the docks will be quiet. ]
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Shen Qingqiu is able to maintain his aloof expression, of course, but it is so fucking quiet. Brooding hero?! Seriously! Well, I'm sorry, I can't be the plucky side-kick, okay!? This old man is a mid-BOSS just trying to live! He makes a few more comments to himself as they walk quietly to the docks.
His fan comes out to lightly tap it against his chin. Just for something to do, I guess. It certainly makes me look thoughtful, huh? This bullshitting is pretty good. I'm quite impressed with myself. Patting himself on the back a few times, he cheers about how good he is at being quiet ... then promptly spaces out the rest of the time until they get to the docks. ]
See? Is it not a peaceful sight?
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The stirring is there again. Before, he had at least the sense to look for a place to rest. Now an increasingly noisy part of him bids that he take to the marbled pathway for sleep, and only a small part can protest how ludicrous the idea is. There's no feeling of unease—that's somehow been done away with—and so he can only rely on his own reason to walk on, oblivious to Shen Qingqiu's grousing.
His eyes focus on the harbor water. It's dark and lifeless, yet he looks to it as there's a splash.
This . . . is peaceful? ]
Something lurks beneath the surface.
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[ Work with me here! ]
It would be wise not to jump into the waters. I believe I said that once before... it is also not that there is something beneath the surface, but the water itself feels as though there is something wrong with it.
[ Actually, looking at the waters and everything, it seems more like Shen Qingqiu is about to give some villainous speech about how foolish his companion was to believe in him before shoving him in!! He didn't mean it like that!! He just was trying to be positive for fuck's sake!! It's not the best looking thing, but if one looks at something positively enough, it might turn into something else!
It was a bad idea! He has many regrets! But he's already here! So fuck it!!! ]
Still, one can collect their thoughts in the quiet... don't you think?
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It was quiet in the house too, he thinks. Even here, it's taking everything in him to convince himself that he shouldn't drop and roll over on this very ground.
He can't deny that the water has caught his interest. It should serve as a sufficient distraction for the time being, until he can find a more viable solution for the long run. ]
What sort of thoughts does a man like yourself collect in the quiet?
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There certainly are a lot of thoughts that he collects by himself, but none of them are those that he could share with others easily. He pauses as he crosses his arms -- and takes one step forward to look out to the waters. Shen Qingqiu builds up the quiet by making it seem like his thoughts are vast and complex. Bullshitting someone I just met ... I feel a little bad about it, but I don't think it'll work out if I act otherwise. ]
Let's see... I often think of how I could better help others. It is not simply the actions that I take but the words that I choose. There are times that even an old man like myself needs to reflect upon my actions.
[ Like now!! Like definitely now!!! ]
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You do not look so old to me.
[ Neither does he, but he's no mortal. Could the same be true for this stranger, who offers help in the blink of an eye? Not many would have taken the same actions as Shen Qingqiu after finding a trespasser in their own home. ]
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[ He wonders if he should feel troubled that his heart doesn't even beat a little faster as he puts on so many airs. It seems like something he should be a little anxious about!! But at the same time, he's been bullshitting for well over six years now. If he didn't get used to it by then, he might actually end up with some heart issue.
HAHAHAHA! Just kidding! Just kidding!! The world better not give him some fucking shitty condition after he got over his poisoning! He'll fucking sue someone for it!! ]
It means that I have become immortal and stopped my aging.
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His answer is a nod. He's heard enough and won't pry. ]
Reflecting upon one's actions is the duty of more than just mortals. But, all too often, doing so shackles us to our past.
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[ Or shackle someone to the future!! He's still a little terrified of what awaits him in a few years, okay?! It isn't something that a little heart-to-heart in his heart can easily take away. But he's listened to everyone and feels like he has a good idea of how to change his own unfortunate fate. He hopes!! ]
However, that may be because a person is focusing on the guilt of what happened rather than how to ensure the future is different. Guilt can be blinding but we should always attempt to make amends to those that we've hurt...